Verse 1 Oh, look at you, with that goofy grin, A stick figure dream, where do I begin? With your orange fur and those big ol' teeth, You’re the punchline of jokes, can’t find relief. Chorus Oh, you’re the king of the clueless, In a world that’s so ruthless, But deep down, we all see, You’re just a sad little mystery. Verse 2 You strut around like you own the place, But we all know it’s just a silly face. With your wild hair and your awkward stance, You’re the reason we don’t take a chance. Chorus Oh, you’re the king of the clueless, In a world that’s so ruthless, But deep down, we all see, You’re just a sad little mystery. Bridge Maybe one day you’ll find your way, But for now, you’re just here to play. A jester in a world so bright, But even jesters have their night. Outro So here’s to you, our orange friend, A sad little roast, but it’s not the end. We’ll laugh and cry, it’s all in good fun, In this silly world, you’re still number one.
